Chapter 801

"Wumin Brother, I'm absolutely sure—I heard it clearly!"

The dog on the other end of the phone was just putting on his helmet, preparing to ride his bike,

because Qin Feng, Jiang Nansun, and the others were already waiting at the Huoguodian Sect entrance for a ride-hailing car, and he had to hurry to follow them so he wouldn't lose track,

"Wumin Brother, I've got to go—their ride-hailing car just arrived, license plate is Jing XXXXX, I've got to follow fast before I lose them."

"Mm, alright."

Lin Wumin nodded, then said: "Dog, your crappy electric bike's really a hindrance. Here's the deal—if you pull this off, I'll give you the family's grocery cart, and from now on, you'll drive."

"Good, good, good."

Hearing Lin Wumin was giving him a car,

Dog immediately beamed and nodded eagerly: "Wumin Brother, rest assured—I'll get this done. Trust my ability."

"Fine! If your e-bike can't make the highway, just follow them to the Third Ring Road. As long as you don't lose them before the Third Ring, your mission's complete!"

After speaking, Lin Wumin had the masseuse help him put on his socks and shoes,

then,

Lin Wumin hung up Dog's call,

then immediately dialed his shady friends: "Alright, get ready tonight—Tang Hui Bar. I've booked a private booth. You and the boys start drinking. Wait till they arrive, then move. Which booth? Obviously A1. When I, Lin Shao, go out, do you think I'd pick any other booth?! Wait—I'm booking it now!"

After hanging up,

Lin Wumin directly called the manager of Tang Hui Bar and said: "Manager Zhang, same as always—A1 booth."

"Oh no no no, so sorry, Lin Shao, so sorry!"

Manager Zhang on the other end panicked and immediately apologized: "Lin Shao, I'm truly sorry, A1's already taken. How about A2?"

"A2?"

Lin Wumin frowned: "Manager Zhang, are you calling me an idiot?"

"No no no, Lin Shao, I absolutely didn't mean that—it's just that A1's already booked, I truly can't help it!"

Lin Wumin didn't waste words: "I'll add ten thousand. Give me A1."

"This…"

Manager Zhang hesitated, then said into the phone: "Lin Shao, give me a moment—I'll go check."

After saying that,

Manager Zhang covered the receiver and immediately found the marketing director who had booked A1 for Qin Feng, then said with a worried face: "Sister, sister, help me out—can you give me A1? I'll give you five thousand, five thousand as a bonus, okay?"

The marketing director looked at Manager Zhang and shook her head: "Brother Zhang, it's not that I'm not honoring you—you know who booked A1? Qin Feng, Qin Shao!"

"Qin Shao?!"

Manager Zhang froze: "Sister, Qin Shao hasn't been to our bar in ages—why's he booking a booth today?"

"I don't know, but since Qin Shao asked, A1 must be his—no exceptions."

"Yes yes yes—as long as Qin Shao's around, A1 belongs to Qin Shao!"

Upon hearing Qin Shao had booked the booth,

Manager Zhang had no reply. He turned and walked down the corridor, then whispered: "Lin Shao, I'm truly sorry—the guest in A1 is someone we can't afford to offend. If A2 isn't good enough, how about A8? A8 has better views, better sound, and way more girls. I'll throw in eight bottles of Black A—wish you daily fortune!"

"..."

Lin Wumin had still been ready to argue,

because Manager Zhang had just said the person who booked A1 was untouchable,

but

Upon hearing that Manager Zhang was freely giving eight bottles of Black A,

Lin Wumin thought for a moment and nodded,

after all,

the minimum spend for a booth was one hundred thousand,

yet each bottle of Black A cost 8,888,

and Manager Zhang was offering eight bottles outright,

which was already showing Lin Wumin great face,

so

Lin Wumin replied: "Fine. Book me A8. Manager Zhang, I'm doing this because of your face."

"Understood, understood."

Manager Zhang immediately bowed and smiled: "I only dared ask because I know our relationship, Lin Shao. Thank you for your understanding, thank you!"

"Good. My friends will arrive first—send the drinks over so they can start. I'll come later."

"Yes, Lin Shao, rest assured—I'll take perfect care of your friends."

Hearing Manager Zhang's repeated assurances,

Lin Wumin finally hung up, satisfied,

then stepped out of the massage parlor and drove his McLaren straight toward the Third Ring Road.

At this moment,

Dog was riding his electric bike, closely following Qin Feng's ride-hailing car,

originally,

no matter how fast an electric bike went, it could never catch up to a car,

but luckily, Beijing's evening rush hour caused heavy traffic, giving Dog a chance to track them up close,

yet,

traffic officers stood all around the lanes,

And Doggy kept darting back toward the main road from time to time,

so,

Doggy was also trembling with fear, terrified that traffic police would stop him and delay matters,

seeing the red light ahead,

and noticing traffic police standing at the intersection checking electric scooters,

Doggy panicked, immediately steering his electric scooter out of the traffic flow to the roadside,

then turned back to find an empty taxi, yanked open the door, and jumped into the front passenger seat,

The driver, seeing this, laughed: "What are you doing, young man? You're so scared of the traffic police you'd abandon your vehicle?! Wasn't that bought with money? Besides, leaving your vehicle on the roadside like this disrupts traffic!"

"Oh, come on, old man."

Doggy looked at the driver, utterly speechless: "Old man, I have an urgent matter. Stop joking around with me. See that ride-hailing car over there? Yes, the silver-gray BYD, license plate ending in 935. Follow it closely and don't lose sight of it!"

Hearing this, the driver jerked his neck: "Hey, young man, what's going on? You're asking me to tail a vehicle for no reason at all. If you don't explain clearly, I won't do it!"

Doggy, truly at his wit's end, said: "Old man, my girlfriend has been kidnapped. She's in that car. Really! If I'm lying, may I turn into a dog. Really! Old man, please help me!"

"Oh ho?"

The driver looked at Doggy, saw he wasn't pretending, and immediately felt a surge of righteousness: "Alright, young man, rest assured. Your old man here is one of the Thirteen Young Masters of the Third Ring Road. Even if that car runs all the way to the west, I'll tail it so tightly you won't lose it!"

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